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So, okay, I'm trying to get this job as a merchandiser for Pepsi and they've got me taking this "Physical Capability" test tomorrow. During the interview, one of the guys says, "I tell people, 'I don't think you understand how hard this job is, I mean, it's very physically demanding.'" I wanted to say something to the effect of "I don't think you understand how hard it is for me not to raise my eyebrow at you right now" but fortunately I was able to keep my mouth shut as I thought of all the barbecues, pallets of dirt or rocks or sand, riding lawnmowers, and so on that I'd moved around at Lowe's. I'm sure that stacking Pepsi for 8 hours is tiring, but I have my doubts about how bad it really is. We shall see, Pepsi...we shall see!
I hung out with the band Pragmatic today while they were recording their demo...blech...I can't watch this biography of Steve Austin anymore. Anyhow, Jesse, (better known as Pragmatic7 on here) who's their vocalist, invited me out to offer some input, which I did, though I don't know that it was terribly helpful. I did however get to take pictures with Mike's camera, which was suprisingly fun once I got over the akwardness of feeling like some kind of perverted voyeur. If I get this job, I believe a decent (but not too complicated) camera will be one of my first purchases. And then, I will keep it with me and take all kinds of neat pictures. It will be a great hobby, and something interesting to throw up on my part of the new website when we have our cd release and put it up. That is of course assuming that I ever get the damned lyrics done for these songs, and start making some progress on the new ones so we have a CD to release. But yeah, Pragmatic was sounding good even for a rough recording, and I was impressed by their music.
In other news, thousands of Cuban refugees have begun constructing rafts on Florida's shores in the hopes that they will again be able to survive the dangerous crossing and return to their homeland. When asked why he was leaving, one man said, "To Hell with this! At least in the dictatorial dynasty I come from they let me speak my native language."
Personally, I'd like to inform everyone that I've reached phase three of my plan to meld chocolate and broccoli into a tasty concoction I like to call "Brocolate" or possibly, "Chocolli." Just in case anyone is curious I did consider the name "Poo Sprout" but felt it lacked mainstream appeal. Am I making potty jokes at the age of 20? Yes. Yes, I am. I'm certain that this will result in more irate comments from Mr. Mysterious Mystery Man, who is ever vigilant in his monitoring of my psychological and emotional condition. Up until now, I had been somewhat irritated by his emails that taunt me for "hiding behind other people's criticism," and being "too afraid to post his responses," and had decided that I would simply delete them immediately upon recognizing what they were, but then realization hit me with a 2x4. I have been getting hate mail! I am flattered, especially if it's someone I haven't met before, though I suspect that it is. I have reached a point in my life where random people dislike me simply because, well I'm not entirely sure why. However, I'm considering posting his comments as they are quite entertaining and although wrong, are well thought out with good attention to detail, and contain mostly accurate spelling and grammar. However, I realize that some friends of mine and fans of Rishloo actually are interested in what's going on with me and the band, and would be put off by seeing a continuous heated debate about the state of my mental health, and goodness knows what other issues that might arise between myself and the Wizard of Oz. So, perhaps we'll have a trial run of Drew V.S. The Riddler, and see how things go. En Guarde!
I hung out with the band Pragmatic today while they were recording their demo...blech...I can't watch this biography of Steve Austin anymore. Anyhow, Jesse, (better known as Pragmatic7 on here) who's their vocalist, invited me out to offer some input, which I did, though I don't know that it was terribly helpful. I did however get to take pictures with Mike's camera, which was suprisingly fun once I got over the akwardness of feeling like some kind of perverted voyeur. If I get this job, I believe a decent (but not too complicated) camera will be one of my first purchases. And then, I will keep it with me and take all kinds of neat pictures. It will be a great hobby, and something interesting to throw up on my part of the new website when we have our cd release and put it up. That is of course assuming that I ever get the damned lyrics done for these songs, and start making some progress on the new ones so we have a CD to release. But yeah, Pragmatic was sounding good even for a rough recording, and I was impressed by their music.
In other news, thousands of Cuban refugees have begun constructing rafts on Florida's shores in the hopes that they will again be able to survive the dangerous crossing and return to their homeland. When asked why he was leaving, one man said, "To Hell with this! At least in the dictatorial dynasty I come from they let me speak my native language."
Personally, I'd like to inform everyone that I've reached phase three of my plan to meld chocolate and broccoli into a tasty concoction I like to call "Brocolate" or possibly, "Chocolli." Just in case anyone is curious I did consider the name "Poo Sprout" but felt it lacked mainstream appeal. Am I making potty jokes at the age of 20? Yes. Yes, I am. I'm certain that this will result in more irate comments from Mr. Mysterious Mystery Man, who is ever vigilant in his monitoring of my psychological and emotional condition. Up until now, I had been somewhat irritated by his emails that taunt me for "hiding behind other people's criticism," and being "too afraid to post his responses," and had decided that I would simply delete them immediately upon recognizing what they were, but then realization hit me with a 2x4. I have been getting hate mail! I am flattered, especially if it's someone I haven't met before, though I suspect that it is. I have reached a point in my life where random people dislike me simply because, well I'm not entirely sure why. However, I'm considering posting his comments as they are quite entertaining and although wrong, are well thought out with good attention to detail, and contain mostly accurate spelling and grammar. However, I realize that some friends of mine and fans of Rishloo actually are interested in what's going on with me and the band, and would be put off by seeing a continuous heated debate about the state of my mental health, and goodness knows what other issues that might arise between myself and the Wizard of Oz. So, perhaps we'll have a trial run of Drew V.S. The Riddler, and see how things go. En Guarde!